Short Francs Poems

Short Francs Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Francs by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Francs by length and keyword.


The Economy

There once was an economist who claimed
Deregulation wasn’t to blame
For the failure of banks
Loss of middle class ranks
‘Til unemployment had to pay him in francs
Form: Limerick


Premium Member cucumbers dalmations and hysterics

cathartic Cathy cautioned counted cucumbers
distressing dungeon dragon’s delicate Dalmatian
effective Evie enthusiastically explained efforts
following five frolicking frisky French francs
giving grateful granny goose grumpy grits
handily helping Helena’s high hysterics
igniting illustrious iguana’s intricate ideals
Form: ABC

Premium Member On the Eve of Camerone - Vera Cruz, April, 1863

So, the regimental adjutant is to command 3rd Company
As we escort three million francs to Puebla?
Leave it to the general to trust such a fortune 
To a band of misfits led by a staff lackey 
Who can’t even shuffle cards, hampered as he is 
By that ridiculous wooden hand.
Well, I just hope the good captain’s prick
Isn’t characterized by splinters.
We’re likely to get a good screwing 
Before we accomplish this mission.

Premium Member Swiss Miss

Everybody has heard the old cliché. It stubbornly persists right up to today. It is said all that glitters is gold. This is a lovely little piece to hold. A girl with braided hair is what I have found. There are some very tall mountains in the background. A value of twenty francs has been placed on this. I have in my hand a lovely “Swiss Miss“. Since the recent market price of gold’s escalation, you are worthy of a much higher valuation.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Swiss Miss

You are something to behold as I hold you in my hand. Made of quality gold, you come from Switzerland. With a value of twenty francs, you are quite in demand. To have you, I give thanks. That's something anyone can understand. With mountains in the back, I admire your hair in braids. Beauty is something you don't lack. You are fair among maids. Give you up? I hope never. You have my undying affection. I will keep you forever in my coin collection.
Form: Rhyme


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